After Lin Feng checked the accounts, he turned off the power switches one by one, walked around the flower shop again, and after confirming that there were no mistakes, he slowly walked out, lowered the rolling door, and walked towards the black Audi parked not far away.

After getting in the car, the first thing that Lin Feng thought of was to pick up his son from school. When he started the car, he remembered that Shen Qingxue said that he could just pick him up at the kindergarten on the way home after shopping.

"Shen Qingxue didn't know to adjust the seat back for me." Lin Feng muttered in dissatisfaction. Now when he stepped on the brakes, his stomach always hit the steering wheel.

The dessert shop along the way sold Shen Qingxue's favorite cakes, but when he stopped the car, he hesitated again. His wife told him that his son was teething and couldn't eat sweet things. If he bought some and brought them home and his son saw them, the little guy might make a fuss again.

After thinking it over for a while, Lin Feng went in and bought a fruit cake of the smallest size, and asked him to seal it tightly in a paper bag. After confirming that it could not be seen from the outer packaging that it was a cake, he nodded with satisfaction and placed it carefully on the passenger seat.

When he arrived downstairs of his house, Lin Feng found that Shen Qingxue was scolding her son angrily at the garage door. Lin Zicheng was crying out of grievance, with snot and tears all over his little face.

After Lin Feng parked the car in the garage, he hurried over to check the situation. When the little guy saw his father coming, he subconsciously wanted to hide behind Lin Feng.

"Come here!" Shen Qingxue shouted harshly.

The little guy paused and cried even louder.

"What's wrong, wife? Why are you so angry?" Lin Feng wanted to reach out to hug Lin Zicheng, but Shen Qingxue glared at him. He awkwardly hung his hands in the air, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Do you know what good things your son has done?" Shen Qingxue's anger had subsided a lot, but when Lin Feng asked this, she became furious again.

"Son...what's wrong?" Lin Feng rarely saw Shen Qingxue so angry. He didn't dare to offend her again and asked weakly.

"The teacher told me that your son lifted up a girl's skirt in kindergarten!" As she spoke, Shen Qingxue walked over and picked up Lin Zicheng, saying coldly, "Do you know where you went wrong?"

Lin Feng also knew that this kind of principled issue could not be maintained, so he retreated to Shen Qingxue's side, not daring to take sides at this time.

"I was wrong, Mom...a little bee flew into her skirt..." Lin Zicheng explained with sobs.

Lin Feng suddenly remembered that he seemed to have been beaten for this matter in the past. Why didn’t he think of such a good excuse back then? He is worthy of being my son.

Lin Feng's face turned livid, and he put on the look of a stern old father, and said solemnly: "Even if this really happened, you can't lift up the skirt of a little girl. You should notify the teacher immediately, okay?"

"I understand...Dad...Dad..." Lin Zicheng agreed while wiping his tears.

Lin Feng took advantage of the opportunity and looked at Shen Qingxue with a smile, "Wife, you see...is it time to calm down..."

Shen Qingxue took a deep breath, calmed down, and softened her tone, "If you do it again, I won't forgive you!"

Then he glared at Lin Feng and said, "You are worthy of being your son!"

Lin Feng didn't know whether this was a compliment or a derogatory word, and nodded blankly, "Follow me, follow me."

"Hmph!" Shen Qingxue snorted coldly and turned to walk home. Lin Feng picked up his son and prepared to go home, but found that his little hands were clenched tightly, as if he was holding something in his palms.

"Son, what's in your hand? Can you show it to daddy?" Lin Feng asked.

Lin Zicheng opened his little hand, inside which was a small strawberry hairpin.

"What does that mean?" Lin Feng asked.

"This is my token of love." Lin Zicheng blinked and added, "It's also my reward for driving away the bees."

The father and son smiled at each other.

…

The sun was rising, Shen Qingxue was humming a little tune while making breakfast in the room. Lin Feng climbed out of the bed with sleepy eyes and saw Lin Zicheng sticking half of his head out and looking into the bedroom.

"Dad, what time is it?" he asked.

Lin Feng suddenly realized that today was the weekend and he had promised his son yesterday that he would take him out to play.

"Go wash up first, and then we'll tell mom after breakfast." Lin Feng touched his son's head.

"Have you memorized the ancient poems? I'll ask you questions later." Shen Qingxue's voice came from the kitchen.

Lin Zicheng had a sad face, uttered a long "oh", and reluctantly followed the idiot back to the room.

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As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." Originally, the two of them planned to let their son study according to his own interests, but Xiaohui often took her daughter to Shen Qingxue's flower shop and often told her the importance of early education. Shen Qingxue did not insist on her point of view for long before she was successfully convinced by Xiaohui.

Lin Zicheng naturally became the focus of her education.

Lin Feng wanted to ask Shen Qingxue to go out and play with him and his son, but the flower shop was busy on Saturdays, and Shen Qingxue had accumulated some regular customers who came to the shop to pick up flowers every day, and she would order a lot more on Saturdays and Sundays.

The monthly income of the flower shop is actually not much. When business is bad, they even have to put in some money every month. However, the two of them opened the flower shop not to make money, but just to make their lives more fulfilling. Going to the shop every day has long become a part of Shen Qingxue's life habit.

After finishing breakfast, Lin Feng called Jin Long and made an appointment to take the children out to play together. After all, among Lin Feng’s friends, only this guy has two days off a week.

Jin Long's daughter was born about half a month later than Lin Zicheng, but she is almost half a head taller than Lin Zicheng. When the two little ones stand together, Jin Jiaojiao looks more like the older sister.

Maybe because their parents often take them out to play together, Lin Zicheng and Jin Jiaojiao have a particularly good relationship. They were so close to each other that they were whispering to each other as soon as they met.

"I think you should take Zicheng to Yang Xu's house more often." Jin Long looked at the two kids walking hand in hand, and suddenly he felt like his cabbages were being eaten by pigs.

"Haha, no delay to either." Lin Feng said with a sneer.

"Get lost, I'll stay away from you from now on." Jin Long handed Lin Feng a handful of game coins, "Let's go and play catch, the one who catches last will treat us at noon."

"No problem." Lin Feng also stuffed two coins into the claw machine.

"Does your child also recite ancient poems at home?"

"She has to recite it every day and take a lot of interest classes, but I can't beat her." Jin Long looked at Jin Jiaojiao with sympathy.

"Ah, I am so worried about my own children."